Chang Ming didn't realize that he was in a situation where his life was hanging by a thread, mysterious and mysterious.
A hundred years later, Luomei had already exhausted her calculations and reached the peak of her cultivation in the world, but she was unable to soar, so she could only seize the house and live in the body of her apprentice Jiang Li. A hundred years ago, Luomei did not have to rely on other people's bodies, and her cultivation was not much inferior to that before the world was destroyed.
At this time, he is in a state like the middle of the day, even above the great master, the distance is connected with the heaven, there is only a line of separation, regardless of whether this line of separation makes him completely cut off the idea of ascension and go to extremes, Luomei's strength is clear put it there.
The two of them fought just now, Luomei didn't spare any energy, and Changming also did his best. He could almost feel that his spiritual power was exhausted at that moment, and it was rapidly lost, but at that moment, he was born out of desperation. The seal of the memory was forcibly broken. Looking back more than a hundred years, he remembered everything, and threatened Luomei with immortality, making the other party choose to leave.
In terms of cultivation, Luomei is naturally better at this time, but he still has great work to do, so he is naturally unwilling to fight with an unknown loose cultivator here. This posture, on the contrary, gave birth to a retreat. His injury may not be as critical as Changming, but he should also be injured. At least for two or three days, it will not pose a threat to Yun Weisi and the others.
cloud not thinking...
These three words were ups and downs in the sea of knowledge, and his mind was agitated, and he didn't feel the smell of sweetness rising.
He didn't notice anything outside, he forgot everything around him, he stood with his sword in hand, and he didn't even notice when the painting fan was approaching.
In the sea of knowledge, the vicissitudes, the stars and the stars, the memories that were once missing rushed over, fragmented, fragmented and unformed, he was trying to identify, and reorganized piece by piece.
When he was in his teens, he entered the Jade Emperor Temple, and the master asked him what he wanted in this life. He said, it was only the Tao.
In order to practice these four words, he has been asking all his life since then, with no distractions.
In this life, he has many enemies, opponents, friends, apprentices, some people regard him as their goal, some people want him to die quickly, some people follow him in life and death, but Jiufang Changming's eyes are always only ahead , only the way of heaven.
After nine deaths, Huang Quan returned, his views on people and things changed, and he began to discover many details that he had not paid attention to before.
Sometimes he would think that he is indeed not a good master for his disciples.
Among the four, three of them parted ways or established their own businesses. They were devoted and dedicated when they were apprentices, and did not hesitate when they left.
Only Yun Weisi, from the beginning to the end, the opposite is false, the game is true, from life to death, there are no two words.
In the past, he didn't care about everything, and he didn't think about Yun Weisi's fall to the other side of nothingness because of him. Facing the boundless loneliness and the devil's heart in the body for fifty years, it was really worth it.
But now, he will think over and over again, if it wasn't for this plan, Yun Weisi could have had a smoother and smoother road. With his aptitude and cultivation, the one who won the Daomen and even the first in the world would not be Wanjian Xianzong. Or Shenxiao Xianfu, but Yun Weisi.
He still remembered that Yun Weisi knelt all night in front of the Jade Emperor Temple, his clothes were soaked, and he was at the end of the shot. When the younger brother came to tell him, he had just come out of retreat, and he didn't care, saying that if he wanted to practice, he would suffer even a little bit. If you can't stand it, you don't have to talk about anything else in the future.
But Yun Weisi actually persevered. After being allowed to enter the gate of the Taoist temple, not only did he pass the almost demanding entry test in the temple, but he also quickly became a leader among them. However, outsiders were always easily rejected at first. Although the Jade Emperor Temple has a good atmosphere , it is difficult to guarantee that some disciples will show Yun Weisi's face and use some harmless little tricks, but Yun Weisi never speaks, especially in front of Changming, he speaks very little, almost every sentence he speaks, half a sentence is not spoken. excess.
Later, Chang Ming thought that this should not be the innate character of Yun Weisi. He was born in a rich and noble family. only.
Many past events have been lost to the sun in time, but at this time, the dust and dust gradually faded away, showing their true colors.
He bent down and picked up the pieces again.
One year, when Yun Weisi went down the mountain to practice, a disciple in the sect helped to clean the house, accidentally knocked over the bookshelf, and saw the notes he wrote on weekdays.
Chang Ming opened the bamboo slip, which was densely packed, and written on the daily practice experience, mixed with a lot of what he saw and felt, and daily trivial matters.
—I was practicing under the waterfall today. When I looked up, I saw two rainbows. It was quite interesting. Make a fuss.
- The spring is sunny, the branches are noisy, and all beings are peaceful. I remember when I first came to the Jade Emperor Temple, I was full of violent hatred. I always wanted to learn to hate it as soon as possible. When I was not quiet, I went outside the Master's house and watched Master meditate and make tea under the eaves from a distance. I didn't realize that the spiritual platform was clear and bright, and my worries were gone. I don't know how to calm down when the master's mood is slightly turbulent
— Today, I was chatting with my junior and junior brothers. My junior said that when I went out to practice, I ran into fellow Daoist He Yunyun from the Immortal Mansion, and he was quite in love. When I asked me if this was emotional, I was speechless. I remember when I was young in fresh clothes and angry horses, I used to linger in the karaoke house, and don't wear hairpins for women. Nowadays, the romantic young people in the capital are proud of this, but now looking back, I just feel childish and ridiculous.
I don't know when the snow will fall again, piece by piece, falling on all things in the world, on the ends of the hair and eyebrows.
The shoulders are covered with white, and the top of the hair is frosted, like a snow-like ice sculpture, and the half body is silent.
Jiufang Changming's eyes were tightly closed, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if thinking of something interesting.
In the ice and snow, it is so abrupt and strange, and it makes people unable to take their eyes off.
Yun Weisi is not always taciturn and silent, he has never been lively and talkative in his heart.
These liveliness, word by word, are all in the notes, and they are occasionally seen by Changming.
Several years later, at this moment, he actually found that he still remembered every word of this eldest disciple, from his youthful air to his gradually calm.
- Fellow Daoist He Yunyun actually came to the Jade Emperor Temple, and also personally asked the Guanzhu to agree that she and her junior brother would become a Taoist companion. I am also a little puzzled, how difficult is the journey of heaven, how can love be distracted, and if there is distraction, how can we get a glimpse of heaven? If two people are deeply in love, and one of them dies unfortunately, how can the other person let go of his worries and concentrate on the Dao? Isn’t it true that both of them are dragged down? However, it is not uncommon for monks to form a Taoist companion. I have thought about this matter, but I still have no idea. I must ask the teacher to respect it.
- Never expected that there are things in this world that the master does not know. After I asked him about the confusion between Dao Companion and Dao Xin, the master showed a puzzled expression that he had never seen before. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and told me. , he has never been tempted by people in his life and can't answer my questions. When I saw Master's expression, I actually wanted to laugh. I couldn't help but ask some weird questions after giving birth. I saw that he was stumped a lot, but this idea was a bit outrageous, so I quickly stopped, and I am blessed.
—To listen to Guan Zhu’s uncle talking with his younger brother today, it’s quite rewarding. There are all beings in the world, with different hearts and different pursuits. Some people know that their aptitudes are ordinary, they are better than ordinary people, and they are far worse than those with higher talents among cultivators. Therefore, I do not seek to ascend to the Tao, but only wish to live a long and happy life, to have a confidant, to join hands with the mountains and rivers, and to live a long and free life. The younger brother asked me, if there are such immortal companions, it may make me, a cultivator madman (jokingly called by the younger brother), change his mind and go from immortals to mortals? I thought for a long time, shook my head, and answered him, it should be impossible.
- It is rare for Shizun not to retreat today, but he is actually playing games under the tree. I shamelessly asked if I could play chess, and Shizun readily agreed, so I lost 13 games in a row, and I felt that my face was as thick as a city wall, and I was not afraid.
Is this person dead or alive
If it is dead, how can there be breath, and if it is still alive, how can it be motionless
Foxes are inherently suspicious, and the painting fan is one of the best. She is about five steps away from Jiufang Changming, her face is murderous, but she is slightly hesitant.
"Sister Painting Fan!"
A Rong stumbled and rushed over, blocking the two of them.
"Senior is a member of our clan, he is here to save us, don't accidentally hurt your own people!"
Painting Fan raised his eyebrows: "What is my own person?"
Arong Nane said: "Senior said that he is a fox in the mountains who has experienced the thunder tribulation and cultivated into an adult, and he is our same clan!"
Painting Fan sneered: "You are so easy to deceive, what fox clan, he is clearly a monk!"
A Rong defended: "But he has the aura of our clan..."
Painting Fan: "That's because he was infected with the fox poison! The back of his hand is clearly a fox poison wound, and this fellow has extremely high illusion skills, so he has deceived you! Since he has fox poison on his body, it means that he must have played against my clan. Maybe even killed our compatriots, so I can only lie to you, get out of the way!"
A Rong hesitated, then shook his head.
"Senior saved me, there must be a misunderstanding here, Sister Huafan, don't do it yet, let the senior explain it to you."
She turned to shake Changming's hand.
"Senior, wake up, my sister has something to ask you!"
The icy hand let her shake, the snow on her body rustled, and a bell slipped from the released palm, and was soon half buried in the snow, but the person remained motionless.
Aaron was in a hurry.
"Senior, speak up!"
Painting Fan walked over and bent down to pick up the concentric bell. She narrowed her eyes and watched it for a moment, instead of crushing it, she put it back in her arms.
"Look, he has been severely injured by the son, and he is half dead. Even if I don't do it, he will not live long. Rather than letting him die and waste it, it is better to absorb the remaining spiritual power from him. We are half divided between the two of us. Your physique It will be improved immediately, and the ability will be greatly improved, and Xunqing will no longer dare to look down on you in the future."
Xunqing is another of their clansmen. Usually, she dislikes Arong the most. She feels that she is so weak and drags everyone down. She says harsh words from time to time.
But with this person's spiritual power, it will be very different in the future. The strong fox clan will be respected. Once A Rong becomes stronger, Xun Qing will naturally no longer dare to pick on the thorns, and A Rong will not be considered as a drag. .
Strangers who met by chance, and cultivation for their own use, which is more important
Chang Ming seemed to be ignorant of the dispute between the two and Arong's war between heaven and man.
He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, floating in the deepest dream.